Karolina's survival is dependent upon her wits and beauty. She uses men as they
use her, remaining with them only long enough to take what she needs before
disappearing in the night. Barely escaping her last relationship with her life,
and with little more than the clothes on her back, she is in desperate need of
a benefactor.

She hatches
a plan to feign amnesia in the hope of obtaining assistance from a stranger,
but not just any stranger. If she is lucky, she will employ the ruse on a man
of means. When she spies a grand house nestled on the outskirts of Vienna, she
decides upon it as her destination. Will she convince the inhabitant to provide
her shelter until she determines her next move? No widow, spinster, or
doddering old fool—the master of this house is a handsome and virile man, whose
eyes sparkle with intelligence. Lukas Holt is surprised by the appearance of a
woman at his door. Although skeptical of her story, he allows her entry. As a
doctor, he is eager to help her regain her memory, as a man, he is intent upon
healing her—body and soul. She is clearly in need, but more so, there is
something hauntingly familiar about her...

Nothing
will prepare him for her shocking revelations. The good doctor comes to a
stunning conclusion regarding who this woman is...and why he can never let her
go.